Chapter 27 Breaking into Shaolin is a part of martial arts and must be tasted
"This kind of boxing style, and my 'Hundred Blue Sky', seem to complement each other just right..."
When Xu Xing thought about boxing, his mind immediately sank in. This posture was indeed as Xiao Yu said, almost crazy.
Xu Xing ignored the others and carefully considered and recalled the man's punch just now.
Since he came into contact with the realm of "boxing into the void", he has realized that if he wants to improve his boxing realm, it will not work just by practicing hard behind closed doors.
The way Zhu Tiandu came up with to break through was to use his body as a warrior to destroy the mountains and rivers and cut off the fate of the Central Plains, in order to practice his fist spirit.
From this perspective, Prince Baolong is not only an ambitious overlord, but also a pure boxer.
Xu Xing has not yet reached the point where he can't make any progress. For him, seeing the boxing skills of various masters is also a kind of accumulation.
Especially the boxing skills of the white-robed bandit, which are vaguely complementary to his own, are a great complement.
Xu Xing's Huntian Fist is a powerful force that blocks the clouds and the sun, and mixes the blue sky, while the big bandit's Fist is a force that causes both natural and man-made disasters.
Among them, there are both the earth's murderous intent and the majesty of dragons and snakes rising from the land, as well as the ferociousness of people's murderous intent and the heaven and earth turning upside down.
It's a pity that the white-clothed bandit's heart has not completely escaped from this catastrophe. He can only use the disaster to hurt people, and uses his fists to control people, rather than people and fist seals.
This is why he has not been able to truly reach the master level so far. Thinking of this, Xu Xing still feels a little regretful.
What a pity, what a pity.
The boxing power born out of this catastrophe has not existed before, and may not appear again in the future.
Everyone was dazzled by this ups and downs.
Li Shizhen, who was most unfamiliar with Xu Xing, looked at the bloody figure with a look of horror on her face.
Li Shizhen first met Xu Xing. Seeing that the young man was dressed in a blue cloth robe, had a handsome face and a gentle conversation, he thought he was a traveling scholar who had read poetry and books.
But Li Shizhen never expected that this humble and gentleman-like figure would be so cruel and bloody when he took action.
This method of picking off heads, breaking bones, splitting chests and piercing chests at the slightest movement is comparable to the vicious monsters in the story.
Well, at least he hasn't eaten people's hearts and livers alive...
Thinking of this, Li Shizhen calmed down.
Xiaoyu’s thoughts are much simpler and more prosaic
There are three great boxers and only one half-step master. If he kills him, he will kill him. Has he not killed enough?
Since the two met, Xiao Yu felt that Xu Xing's daily life could be summarized in just four words.
Practice and kill.
Xiao Yu believes that for a creature like Xu Xing who is addicted to martial arts and becomes crazy, insane, and almost crazy, these two things are as normal as eating and drinking, and there is really nothing surprising.
Only Lu Zhu was still immersed in the punches displayed by the white-clothed bandit just now.
In a daze, he seemed to see scenes of vigorous, cruel and bloody scenes.
Millions of people fight against the sky, the earth, and people in order to survive. In the end, only a handful of people can struggle out of natural and man-made disasters and save their lives.
Bandits like the man in white who once ran rampant and made a living by looting would be impressed by the terrifying power of disaster and incorporate it into their own boxing techniques.
But Lu Zhu was different.
Although he was not formally ordained as a monk, he was a born Buddhist. Seeing this scene, Lu Zhu only felt a great and indescribable sadness.
Thinking of those who died in vain in the disaster, and thinking of the four thieves who managed to escape but still committed evil crimes and eventually died in the hands of Xu Xing, Lu Zhu felt that his sorrow became more intense.
He clasped his hands together, frowned and lowered his head, sighing:
"Human life is not easy to come by. Since I am lucky enough to get a chance of life from the hands of God, why do I take myself so lightly?"
Xiao Yu and Li Shizhen were both a little stunned. They didn't know why Lu Zhu said this. Only Xu Xing understood what Lu Zhu saw.
He walked slowly towards Lu Zhu, laughing and saying:
"After many years of separation, Xiao Lu is still so sentimental."
Facing Xu Xing's teasing, Lu Zhu also laughed. Although he had a compassionate heart, he was by no means an indecisive person. He just shook his head and said:
"That's all. In the end, you will be self-satisfied, and you will deserve to die."
After killing the person, Xu Xing seemed to suddenly become the gentle scholar again, and said in a calm tone:
"Although these four people are dressed as monks, they are full of gangster spirit. They have battlefield sword skills and horse-shaped stakes. Hey, these are clearly the green forest methods in the Guanzhong area of the northwest.
I have long heard that since the death of Master Fa Nian in the battle, Southern Shaolin has become a mixed bag of mud and sand.
I never thought that it would reach such an extent that even the knife bandits in Guanzhong could wear monk skins and pretend to be monks here, which is quite interesting. ”
Xu Xing went north alone in the early years, and had killed several big thieves with strong skills under his command, so he naturally knew the ins and outs of these old monks.
However, although the thieves Xu Xing killed earlier had quite vicious reputations, they basically took advantage of the situation after the Guanzhong earthquake.
In terms of seniority, these rising stars are all juniors. In terms of means, they are not as sophisticated and dangerous as these four long-standing bandits.
Therefore, Xu Xingcai is quite interested in today's Southern Shaolin.
Even if this old swordsman from Guanzhong can be accommodated, what other monsters and ghosts are there in this place?
Lu Zhu knew Xu Xing's temper well, and when he saw the unfinished expression on his face, he knew that this murderous man had already moved everyone's thoughts on killing him, so he had to remind him:
"Brother Xu, we have important things to attend to now, so we shouldn't cause extraneous matters."
Xu Xing raised his eyebrows and then remembered that he had already killed all four of them before he even figured out what was going on here.
However, when masters compete, the battle is about life and death.
No matter which one of these four people is stronger than Xiao Yu, even though he is now a master, it is extremely difficult to keep his hand.
"Xiao Lu, tell me what's going on."
Lu Zhu said eloquently.
The fact is indeed as Xu Xing expected. It was his old friend who took Qi Jiguang away in the battle of Xiangshan.
However, Zhu Polong's reaction was also extremely fast.
After settling the seriously injured Zhu Tiandu, the All-Sea Crocodile God personally led his people to hunt him down and laid a dragnet on the way to Taizhou.
Lu Zhu also guessed that the other party would do this, so he simply brought Qi Jiguang to Southern Shaolin. On the way, he met Li Shizhen who wanted to exchange prescriptions with Southern Shaolin, and they went together.
Only then did Xu Xing realize that the middle-aged man next to him, with a slim figure and stern features, was actually the legendary Medicine Sage.
He couldn't help but be in awe, cupped his hands and said:
"I don't know that it's the master of Dongbi Hall who is in front of me. I'm disrespectful."
Li Shizhen handed him over. He had traveled all over the world in search of medicine and had already experienced the world. He could guess the motives of these monks at once.
"I heard that the tiger bone chalcedony ointment from Southern Shaolin has miraculous effects on injuries of muscles and bones, so I came here to exchange it.
Most of these monks got greedy after seeing the precious medicine in my hand. Not only did they not exchange it, but they also wanted to do a business without capital, so they followed me all the way down the mountain.
After all, Southern Shaolin is powerful, and Zhu Polong is following behind us. It would be better to take General Qi to move first. ”
Hearing this, Xiaoyu looked strange.
Xu Xingze wrote lightly:
"Zhu Polong should have retreated to Xiangshan to recuperate now, and has no time to take care of us for the time being."
"Huh?" Lu Zhu suddenly raised his head and said in disbelief:
"Brother Xu, did you bump into him?"
Xu Xing nodded and said regretfully:
"Thanks to Qi Yuanjing, I took advantage of his injury and won one and a half moves. Unfortunately, he had too many people, so I couldn't kill him in one go.
However, I kicked him in the lower abdomen and broke a big tendon. He needs to recuperate for at least three months before he can use force. This can be regarded as temporarily avoiding a serious concern. ”
When they first heard such shocking news, both of them fell silent, especially Lu Zhu, who had faced Zhu Polong before, and felt even more profoundly.
He was originally a great boxer at the peak of the fourth level, and he also practiced the Dragon Roaring Golden Bell Shield secretly taught by Northern Shaolin. He was able to take advantage of Zhu Polong's exhaustion and seize the chestnut from the fire.
Even so, Lu Zhu was beaten three times without giving her all her strength. Her bones and tendons were almost broken, and her energy and blood were shaken. Even with Li Shizhen's help, she could not recover from her injuries.
But Brother Xu can seriously injure this arrogant crocodile god from the front? !
Although he had been shocked by this man many times, Lu Zhu could not help but look Xu Xing up and down, wondering whether this man was a mortal body or a heavenly being relegated to earth.
But even if he is a heavenly being, Brother Xu must have been the God of War and the Fighting Immortal before.
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Xu Xing ignored their mental activities, looked at Li Shizhen, and asked:
"Divine Doctor Li, how is Qi Yuanjing's condition now?"
After all, Li Shizhen had not seen the ferocious power of Zhu Polong with her own eyes, so she was not too deeply touched by it. At this time, she came to her senses and said with a wry smile:
"The situation is not too good. I originally wanted to borrow some medicinal materials from Southern Shaolin and give him acupuncture to treat him.
But now, Southern Shaolin has become a place of evil and evil, alas. ”
At this point, Li Shizhen couldn't help but sigh.
Xu Xing rubbed his chin, his eyes sparkling.
"In other words, if there are medicinal materials from Southern Shaolin, Doctor Li will be confident that he can cure Qi Yuanjing?"
At this time, not only Lu Zhu, but also Li Shizhen heard the meaning of his words and said in surprise:
"Xu, Grandmaster Xu, do you want to...?"
Xu Xing turned around and looked at the mountain road.
In the distance, you can see undulating mountains and green trees. The eaves of the pagoda are flying out of the green, which is where the southern Shaolin Mountain Gate is.
At this moment, the wind was coming, and the pine waves were blowing. Xu Xing could even hear the tinkling sound of the eaves bells swaying and swaying due to the wind from a distance.
What a pure Buddhist land.
It's just a bit messy.
He narrowed his eyes and smiled:
"Before I came, my uncle once said that they were willing to pay any price to save Qi Yuanjing.
I think they should be able to afford the cost of rebuilding a Southern Shaolin in the huge Governor's Mansion. ”
It was only then that Li Shizhen felt the decisive and decisive force from him again. Even though it was only a little bit, it was enough to capture people's hearts.
It seemed that to Xu Xing, the ancient temple in front of him was not a martial arts master who had stood in the southeast for hundreds of years, but just a pile of clay from a kiln that could be destroyed with just a raise of his hand.
Li Shizhen said in astonishment:
"You want to force your way into Southern Shaolin?"
Although Li Shizhen has not reached the level of a master, he is proficient in medical skills after all. Therefore, he can tell at a glance that Xu Xing's current thin and pale appearance is obviously due to lack of vitality.
This didn't surprise him.
After all, how could one defeat a world-renowned master like Zhu Polong without paying a small price?
But what Li Shizhen didn't expect was that this young man would be so arrogant that he would force his way into Southern Shaolin with such a broken body!
Xu Xing turned his head again, looked at Li Shizhen, and calmly analyzed:
"Divine Doctor Li, according to you, if we leave here, it will be difficult for us to find a second place with enough medicinal materials to treat Qi Yuanjing."
Li Shizhen also realized this and said with a wry smile:
"Yes..."
Xu Xing smiled slightly:
"Divine Doctor Li, you have to be bold when things get serious. I think Qi Yuanjing's situation can't be delayed any longer.
In the current situation, we can no longer afford to lose another grandmaster, so we can only give it a try. ”
Xu Xing's statement was indeed reasonable, even Li Shizhen couldn't think of a rebuttal. As a doctor, he knew Qi Jiguang's situation best.
If he could not receive timely treatment, even with this "Qi Hu"'s master-level physique, he would be unable to recover.
Xiaoyu still looked unfazed.
Based on what she has learned about Xu Xing these days, even if Qi Jiguang hadn't happened, he would have definitely weighed in on these monsters and monsters in Southern Shaolin.
Among the three people, only Lu Zhu was most familiar with Southern Shaolin. He was silent for a while and then said:
"In Southern Shaolin, there is not only a hidden master, but also many arrangements made by the predecessors in the past. Brother Xu, you must be careful."
Lu Zhu said in a deep voice:
"There is a wooden lane in the North Sect, and there is a Thousand Buddha Pagoda in the South Sect. The cremated relics of the Southern Sect's masters will be stored here.
After hundreds of years of accumulation, the remaining divine will in it has become magnificent, capable of suppressing the master-level fist power.
If you want to break through, you can only rely on pure physical fitness and boxing skills. ”
Although the physique of a strong master far exceeds that of a great boxer, he is still a mortal body and is not invincible.
The strongest point of a grandmaster is actually his spirit.
That kind of punching force that can cover the whole world with one move is what really differentiates them from the great boxers.
Lu Zhu has a deeper worry. The martial arts method inherited from Bodhidharma in Shaolin Temple is to train the physical body intensively and reach the highest level. It can even manifest the thirty-two signs of the Buddha.
This is why he himself was able to escape from Zhu Polong.
If there is no boxing spirit, if the boxing spirit cannot be used to suppress the opponent, one can only fight the opponent with physical strength and boxing skills.
Even if he is a master, he is afraid that he will be overwhelmed by these monks who practice "real vajra phase" and use the human sea tactics.
Xu Xing just laughed at such words.
"That's perfect."
He twisted his neck, his trapezius muscles squirmed, and although his tone was neither urgent nor slow, there was a strong look of excitement in his eyes.
"With my current boxing skills, if I want to catch up with Zhu Laolong, I still need more training. This dirty Southern Shaolin is an excellent whetstone.
My meaning of "Hundling in the Blue Sky" is derived from the Dapeng Mingwang boxing technique of Buddhism. If I can kill all the evil monks in the temple, my boxing skills will definitely improve greatly! ”
Lu Zhu took a step forward and said:
"I'm with you."
Xiaoyu took a step without thinking.
Xu Xing shook his head and said:
"In your current state, you can only be a burden if you go. I will go by myself. If I can't fight, I can still run away. If I take you with me, it will be hard to say."
Lu Zhu frowned and exposed the inaccuracies in Xu Xing's words.
"Can you run?"
Xu Xing didn't answer the question at all, he just raised his head and said with a evil smile:
"Since they like to wear monk skin, let me be a real bandit!"
(End of chapter)